Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes.
Don’t resist them; that only creates sorrow.
Let reality be reality.
Let things flow naturally forward in whatever way they like.
Lao Tzu
Hey, Lovelies.
I needed to go back down to the city for some medical appointments, and I stayed the night in our Brisbane home – a place that has been a refuge for us for nearly thirty years.
I have always felt safe in this home, and comforted by it. It’s been somewhere to come back to, no matter where else we might have lived or what adventure we may have been on. But on this last visit I no longer had that same emotional connection. After a few months living at our new treehouse I walked through the door in Brisbane and wanted to turn straight back around and go ‘home’ to the coast.
There are possessions here that I have had since childhood. Things that have meant so much to me, and that I thought defined me. But it’s a style of living that suddenly doesn’t suit our new life. Why don’t they pull at my heartstrings like they did? I would be quite happy to box them all up and send them off to charity.
Did that ever happen to you? Did you update your style somehow, in a way that old parts of your life no longer suited your new direction?
I loved this home, but I am ready to release it. The things within it belong to a different version of me. I’ve moved in new directions. That phase of my life is over now. I never thought I’d say it, but I’m okay with that.
Isn’t it funny how things change!
Love, packing boxes and massive piles of wrapping paper, Nicole xx
I’ve always loved the saying things come into our lives for a reason, a season or a lifetime. It has helped me make sense of parting of ways or that thing I feel I have outgrown. It’s a wonderful moment of reflection when the comfy ‘slippers’ in life are no longer comfortable because it means you’ve started something new and exciting…no looking back now 🙂
Yeah as we age we change and that can mean some of the things that once meant something no longer does
there is one more ‘crate’ of debris from the Alaska house that needs sorted. It was too much to do last summer and am fairly sure I’ll get rid of much of it once it arrives. An expensive haul south, but I wanted to go through some of it carefully. A lot will be transferred to smaller media, much sold, and others passed on in different ways. One of the things that is the hardest to let go of are items made by the kids or given to me by the boys. And here I sit looking at those words and wishing I had a bag like Mary Poppins which could hold a LOT of things and still be carted around!!